Facts

[Intro]
(Blame it on Monstah)
We gon' get straight to the point on this one
(Funk or Die)
No indirect, only direct
Uh-huh, look

[Verse]
Three mil' in ice, spent a million on my niggas' shit
Not to mention five hundred on my bitch kit
The house one-point-five before the remodel
Three bottles of rose, me and three models
Lawyer want two hundred, just spent three with the jeweler
Nothin' like these broke niggas, please don't confuse us
Swear to God I gave Gary all blues
2010, was rockin' all Trues
Spent a million at Gucci, nigga, last year
They call me Big 59 at the cashier
The foreigns one-point-five if you add the Rolls
Two Rollies on me sit white and rose
No prescription, four pair of Cartis
Fake ass, fake tits, she a real Barbie
That's nine million, shit I'm tryna touch fifty more
Then blow it all and double back and run up fifty more
It's Philthy

[Outro]
Ayy, nigga, only M's I play with is millions, nigga
If we speakin' facts